This morning, after an interminable night of La Serpiente tossing and turning, culminating in her sleeping on my lap on the living room couch for three hours, we went out to the Ballard Farmers Market[…]

I don’t recall sleeping on the plane today, so my eyes were bloodshot, the entire whites turning red. I veered from feeling dreadful to normal, depending on how much coffee I’d drunk, but mostly awful.[…]

I went back to the track tonight for another easy session: the easier track session starts half an hour earlier than the harder one, which means more opportunity to almost get home before La Serpiente[…]